Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO Chapter 364
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Aiden could see his wife's face grow paler from beside Anya. He immediately snatched Anya's phone and put it away. "Don't worry, I've got someone to investigate it,"
"What are they investigating?" Anya asked.
"About how your registration information got leaked on the internet. Don't mind other people's comments," Aiden said.
"I want to meet with Dad. He's the one who found my mother's perfume formula. As long as he admits that he sold the recipe to Imel, he can prove that Imel stole my mother's perfume," Anya calmly said.
"Should I accompany you?" Aiden asked anxiously.
"No, I can do it myself," Anya said.
"I will have my bodyguard accompany you. You can use him whenever you need," Aiden said.
Anya agreed. She knew the hospital where her father was. The last time she met him was when she delivered the money from selling her mother's house.
After Anya paid all her debt to Aiden, she asked Aiden to help write a check and share the proceeds from the sale of the Tedjasukmana Family's house with Deny.
When Anya visited Deny with the check, Mona was also in Deny's room. The wounds she had previously suffered were not light. She had to use a wheelchair.
When Anya came, she continued to look at her hatefully.
Deny did not want to accept the check Anya gave, but Mona accepted it. Anya didn't care who accepted it. The important thing was, she had given the check to Deny.
She thought that if she had already given half of the money from selling Tedjasukmana Family house, her father would want to tell her about her mother's perfume recipe.
At two in the afternoon, Anya came into Deny's room. Unexpectedly, Raka and Natali were also there.
"What are you doing here?" Natali immediately looked like a wild cat with all the fur standing up. She asked Anya angrily.
"I came to visit my father," Anya nodded slightly at Raka and put the flowers she brought on the table beside her father's bed.
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Seeing Anya coming, Deny's eyes lit up a little. "Anya, I heard your mother is awake,"
"Yes, mother just came home with me," Anya pulled the chair and sat beside the bed. Then, she looked at Deny who was lying on the hospital bed. The man looked much thinner than last week.
"Your mother has worked hard all her life. You have to be devoted to her," Deny said in a weak voice.
"My mother loves me and of course I will be devoted to her. Meanwhile, you really love Natali, but why didn't I see Natali donating her kidney to you?" Anya asked on purpose.
Hearing that, Natali immediately felt angry. "Father just loves me too much so that he's afraid my body would not be strong. He doesn't allow me to donate my kidneys,"
"You don't need to explain it to me. You just want to see his illness getting worse. Remember, if father isn't here, you are nothing. You can only dream of marrying the Mahendra family," Anya sneered.
"In two weeks, I'm going to have an engagement party with Raka. It's just a matter of time and we'll get married soon. You don't need to worry," Natali replied coldly.
Anya found Natali's words very ridiculous. Worried?
Since when did she get worried for Natali?
The words made her want to laugh.
Apparently, Natali's brain was really damaged.
Without Deny and the Tedjasukmana Family, she would have nothing.
Once the Tedjasukmana Family was destroyed, would Raka's mother let her son marry Natali?
Of course not…
"You were just getting engaged. Who knows what will happen next? After all, who knows what tricks you used to make Raka submit to you like this…" Anya did not hold back her harsh words to Natali because she really hated her. What's the point of holding back and respecting the feeling of someone like Natali?
And now, Natali didn't want to leave the room. If Natali didn't go, Anya wouldn't be able to ask Deny about her mother's perfume recipe.
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"What did you say? Raka and I love each other," Natali shouted.
Anya turned and looked at Raka with one eyebrow raised. "Is it true that you love her?"
"Anya…!" Natali shouted angrily.
"You are sisters, but why do you fight as soon as you meet!?" Deny could not stop himself from seeing the argument between his two daughters and immediately shouted to stop them.
"Anya, you talk to Uncle Deny. Me and Natali will go first," Raka saw that Anya was making Natali angry on purpose. He also already knew that everyone was insulting Anya on the internet.
He guessed that Anya's purpose in coming here might have something to do with it. That's why he offered to take Natali out of the room.
"She is not welcome in this place!" Natali didn't want to go.
Anya only looked at Natali with a sweet smile. "Does this hospital belong to your family? If you want me to go, do I have to go? Father isn't just yours. You've had dad's love for years. But when he needed you, I couldn't see you devoting yourself to him… "
"I told you, father was the one who didn't let me donate my kidneys. I didn't refuse anything! After I get married and have children, I will definitely donate my kidneys to my father!" Natali still had a heart. She didn't care about Anya who wasn't her real sister, but she still loved her father. Especially because her father loved her and spoiled her so much…
But the day that Natali said was still very far away. She still had to get married and have children. She was only willing to donate her kidney after all her wishes had been fulfilled.
Seeing Deny's current condition, Anya felt Deny would not be able to survive…
"Anya, don't blame Natali. I'm the one who didn't let Natali donate her kidney. Natali is young and still unmarried. She still has to have children later. It wouldn't be good if she donated her kidney to me. I'm old anyway. I can survive in other ways," Deny said.
Anya didn't know what to say. After all, this was a private matter of the Tedjasukmana Family. After she found out that she was not Deny's daughter, she did not want to interfere in the matters of the Tedjasukmana Family anymore.
Today, she just wanted to ask for her mother's perfume formula…
"If you can survive dialysis and don't want your favorite daughter to donate her kidney, why would you order someone to kidnap me and take my kidneys forcibly? You don't want to ruin your beloved daughter's body, but you're okay with ruining mine? Father, you really have a cruel heart. You lost your conscience just like you lost your kidneys," Anya said sharply.
Although there was no direct evidence that Mona ordered someone to kidnap her, Anya was sure that all of this was Mona's doing.
Mona didn't want her beloved daughter to donate her kidney, just like Deny. So they both were complicit in this.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that Anya was not Deny's daughter. Their test failed and Natali couldn't escape her destiny.
"Anya, don't hate father. Think that this is a punishment for me," Deny said regretfully. Then, he turned to Natali. "Natali, go to your mother's place,"
Natali just snorted. She was reluctant, but she finally turned around and left.
There were only two people left in the room— Anya and Deny. Deny asked with a smile, "Is there anything you want to ask?"
"The new perfume that Amore put out yesterday is exactly the same as my mother's perfume recipe that you found. It's exactly the same…" Anya said in a cold voice.
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